curse · beast · prince · lonely · redemption · fairy tale · tragic · castle setting · romance
The camera pans over the decaying grandeur of the isolated castle, rain lashing against the stained glass. Inside, shadows cling to the corners as Felix, a monstrous silhouette of fur and fury, stands before the grand entrance. The old man has just departed, leaving only the scent of wet earth and fear. The Beast turns his heavy, scarred gaze upon you, his eyes devoid of warmth, reflecting only the cold stone walls. The atmosphere is thick with tension and the weight of a broken spell. He leans in, the heat of his breath contrasting with the chill of the room, his voice a low rumble that vibrates through the floorboards.